Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1138. Critical Hit
Dong Qiangqiang's mind was not on breakfast. He wolfed down his meal and rushed back to his room to browse the four subject web pages. He first checked them every ten minutes, and soon upgraded to once every three minutes.

The examination center seemed to be deliberately testing his patience by refusing to announce the results of the remaining four subjects before nine o'clock.

Two minutes before nine o'clock, Lao Bai sent another email. Dong Qiangqiang replied quickly. Looking at the watch again, it was already past nine o'clock, so he hurried to review the four subjects at the same time.

Perhaps because so many people were eager to know the results immediately, the four pages were loading very slowly, and no pictures or texts were displayed. There were only about a hundred candidates at most, so how could such a small number of people flood the pages? Dong Qiangqiang didn't quite believe it. If that was the case, the university's server would be too weak.

The third browser page first displayed the top picture, followed by text. Below the text was a table with multiple rows and two columns. The string of numbers in the left column was the student ID number of the candidate, and the grades were in the right column. There were no names to be seen throughout the entire page. Dong Qiangqiang's heart tightened, and he silently said "God bless" and began to look for his student ID number from top to bottom.

When his student number jumped into his eyes, he was so nervous that he didn't even dare to glance at the number to the right of his number. Instead, he turned his eyes to the left, took two deep breaths, and then turned his attention to his grades.

The huge "1.7 points" shone brightly in the table. Dong Qiangqiang was so excited that he jumped up from his chair, punched forward several times, and swore loudly, which was rare for him. He felt that the anger that had been suppressed in his chest for a long time since the holiday was finally vented out without reservation.

This course was of moderate difficulty for him. He had studied it for two semesters in China, so he could understand a lot of content in class, read a lot of reference books, attended every practice class, and reviewed solidly and comprehensively. He was certain he would pass the exam, the only difference was the score. However, he was still surprised to get this score.

If he could get A's in all the exams, would he have a chance to apply for a doctorate at the same school? Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he knew he was greedy.

At this time, the first two pages were refreshed one after another. The first page showed that the results had not been released, and the second page also showed that the results had not been released.

Dong Qiangqiang cast his expectant eyes towards the last page that appeared, but unexpectedly there were so many candidates taking this exam. Dong Qiangqiang searched for half a minute but couldn't find his student number. Just as he was wondering if he had missed it before, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar string of numbers at the bottom of the entire form.

With the previous good results as a foundation, Dong Qiangqiang looked at the numbers in the second column with great confidence. The moment he saw the numbers, he was petrified in his chair.

After being called by Dong Qiangqiang yesterday, Li Lei got up and went downstairs reluctantly, thinking that his sincerity would win the landlord's favor and even praise, but unexpectedly his pronunciation, punctuation and oral expression all made the landlord anxious. He was corrected by the landlord for all kinds of mistakes the whole morning, feeling depressed and angry, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He was curious about how Dong Qiangqiang did it and persisted, but he also blamed Dong Qiangqiang for fooling him. Finally, he blamed himself for not being firm in his stance and should have insisted on feigning illness. Could the landlord dare to break into the house and force him to read the newspaper?
Seeing that the landlord had no intention of letting him leave, he thought over and over again about what excuse he could come up with to leave and stop reading that crappy newspaper without offending the landlord. However, excuses were not as easy to find as he thought. As he was reading haltingly, he heard Dong Qiangqiang's loud, angry curse from upstairs.

Hearing the sound, Li Lei looked up at the landlord. The landlord was very close to him, so he naturally heard it too.

When Dong Qiangqiang was reading the most stutteringly just now, Li Lei and the landlord heard him shout, but that shout was full of excitement and happiness, which was obviously different from the shout just now. The latter gave people a very obvious feeling of confusion and anger.

"What did Dong Gang say? Was it 'goodbye'?" The landlord stopped Li Lei from reading a sentence with a two-second pause, looking unhappy. "He spoke too loudly. I don't like people making such loud noises in my house."

Li Lei's mind was working very fast. He was so happy to hear the landlord say that he almost laughed out loud. It was as if he was about to fall asleep when someone handed him a pillow. It seemed that this old classmate cared about him, but he still had to keep a straight face and pretend to be serious: "Ms. Yulia, I will go and remind Dong Qiangqiang to pay attention."

After saying this, without waiting for the landlord's consent, he disappeared at the kitchen door.

The landlord thought Dong Qiangqiang was shouting "goodbye" in Italian, but Li Lei heard it clearly: that was not goodbye in Italian, but a standard swear word.

There is one thing in common between Chinese and English swear words: they are both plosives, and when they are blurted out, they can be a great way to vent emotions. In comparison, German swear words are not strong enough. They have plosives but are not as satisfying when they are not uttered out loud, and they are also a bit wordy and difficult to pronounce. Li Lei didn't know what happened upstairs that made Dong Qiangqiang lose his composure, and he didn't care. As long as he could use this opportunity to leave the kitchen with a clear conscience, it was enough.

He tiptoed upstairs, walked quietly to Dong Qiangqiang's door, held his breath, and put his ear lightly against the door, trying to hear what was happening inside.

4.3 points.

This was an unexpected surprise that he had never expected. Since he came to Germany, he had never gotten such a low score in any exam.

He frowned and stared at the number that represented a failing grade. The hexagonal halo of sunlight coming in from the window surrounded it, and the bright number was extremely dazzling.

His mind was racing. He had reviewed this course just as well as the one he scored 1.7 in. Although there were no official practice classes to assist with the exam, he had old test papers and answers for reference. He even wrote down the last big question completely from memory, and noticed that the numbers in the test questions were different from those in the old test papers. He was confident that he would not make any mistakes by applying the formula, and after the exam he even thought of getting 1 point.

But the reality was cruel. He failed the exam, which sounded like an April Fool's joke.

What the hell was all that buying old test papers and preparing for the exam? Wasn't it all in vain? He thought angrily, No, something must have gone wrong, I have to check the test paper, maybe the professor miscalculated the score, or they mixed up my test paper with someone else's (test score or test paper). Yes, that must be it, the Germans were not careful and made a mistake when copying the score.

The place to check the test scores is at the university examination center. Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to waste even a second, so he quickly got dressed, grabbed his car keys and schoolbag, and opened the door.

A familiar figure was standing by the door in a strange twisted posture.

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"You? What?"

"I..." Li Lei was confused by the sudden opening of the door. After a few seconds, he remembered the purpose of coming up. "The landlord asked me to come up and ask...what did you yell?"

"My stomach hurts." Dong Qiangqiang pushed Li Lei away, closed the door, and walked out without looking back.

"Hey, Dong Qiangqiang, where are you going?" Li Lei shouted loudly.

"University." Dong Qiangqiang's voice came from the door of the house.

"Well, then you wait for me. I have to go too. Wait for me." Li Lei didn't bother to reply to the landlord. He rushed into his room, grabbed a coat, grabbed his schoolbag and ran out, and jumped into the back seat in time before the pickup truck rushed down the hill.

The car sped towards the university.